Western appeal. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1885-18??, 1887-12-17

| NOW YOU'VE DONE IT.
| He got bit of stone and drove the hinges
back to place making as little noise as pos
sible. Then he closed 1t on its wooden
latch But some underlined Difference to tho
late wishes Of that man on the floor kept
him from putting up bar.
It also came to his mind that he would
have to go to Gallagher's for help. SO think
Ing, he began to put on his tattered over
coat and wrap his feet and legs The woman
sat still, moaning, with her eyes fixed on
the face against her shoulder
When Steve was ready, he preached the
subject of his going to her, but she scarcely
seemed to hear. So he went out, carefully
shutting the door behind him, and breasted
the snow:
At the post-mortem examination it ap-
peared that the pistol ball had ranged up
| ward through the brain The body was
brought on a. litter across the snow and the
mountain next day, and undertakes came
| from Portland to embalm and inclose it for
| Its last journey
Tt was clear to the minds of the lone
| mans chums that he was not responsible
| for what had taken place in his cabin. But
the Wretched widow was so beautiful and
the rumors Of her wealth SO great, that one
| hardened youth after another led Steve into
| private corners there to poke him with
| their thumbs or wink at him, until his rage
| slowly rose to red heat
| Until her friends arrived she depended
| upon the lone man He enlisted the Gal
aghers to shelter and watch over her like a
| child and he bore all the brunt of inquiry
He telegraphed to the addresses she gave
| him, and solemnly escorted from the train
| to her door group who arrived at the end
of two days
And very grand people they were A SEN
ator, and Judge, a millionaire and the
judges wife, woman almost as beautiful
| as the widow. They made brief lingering,
| but the inhabitants were able to gather.
some satisfaction from them. The Judge,
who did the talking, admitted that the de-
ceased had been subject to violent moods
and at such times his wife stood in extreme
terror of him The Judge was in state of
| complacent resignation. He said he was
glad the fellow would never be able to chase
that young girl as far from home sagain
She had run before and had always taken to
the Wilderness He did not like to kick a
man when man was down, but truth was
| mighty and would prevail, and the truth
| in this case was that the deceased ought to
have f1ourished his pistol in his own face
| long before he did
Inc lone man STOOD on the railroad plat
form and helped lift a long box into the
baggage car while the widow and her
friends were embarking. He was too shy
to bid her farewell, and she allowed herself
to be helped to her place as If she had for
| gotten him. But she had not forgotten him.
She threw up her window and drew him
with reckoning fingers
/ Steve came slouching under the window.
He felt abject beneath that high-b beau
| tiful face which seemed to look beyond him.
Goodbye, Mr.. Barrymore Thank you"
she said, taking hold of his hand.
The lone man felt that she left q paper
| in his hand, but he gave no sign of having
received any thing until the train had
| steamed away, and was lost among the
windings of the hills The lone man then
| Went cautiously up the mountain bit, and
| stood behind rock to unfold his relic
1t was draft from Antonio Smith to
Stephen Barrymore for sum Of
| money far beyond his modest dreams Of
wealth.
| He was too shrewd to brag about 1t, or
| show the token in it's unsubstantial state.
He went next day to Portland, and pre-
sented it at bank, where it was duly
| honored And, shortly thereafter, his
chums around Galagher's were telling each
/ 0SAAS~ SAANSS
his claim, and gone to San Francisco, and
that was the last that would be heard Of
Steve Barrymore on the Columbia.
1t was not the last, however For, the
next year, Q salmon packer went down to
San Francisco, and happened to meet the
lone man. So he had Christmas nights
story to tell of him at Galagher's next
ball
Why. Steve's getting rich down there.
boys, said this envoy aHe showed me a
building he owned, and he's got an Office
that's carpeted, and he deals IN stocks, and
them big fellers seem to know him He.
wears blue neckties, and 1t leaked out he's
takin' dancin' lessons, and, with all that,
he's the uneasiest miserable fellow YOU
ever saw didn't say any thing, but I
knowed he was after that Widow Smith,
you recollect; and I'll bet, before he gets
through his little dance, he'll wish he was
back on the lone mans old claim, with his
| toes to the cabin fire once more
MARY HARTwELI4 CATHERwoon